Luyện nghe bài hát Fight I Couldn't Win

Eighth grade, my ground
Outweighed by at least 30
Oh, Willie T.
Meanest boy in the
Toe to toe of homeroom
Like two gunslingers in the hall at high
Theres no backing now
just look like a fool
Somebody had to up to him
I up, and got knocked back down again
a fight I couldnt win

Stumbling for words on the
Dads trying to me why hes not coming home
Its mother and me
Boy, its not your
So its one weekend a
And a summer
Made a special back, for my graduation
Said, Im proud of you, son... take care of your Mom
I tried to be a man and it in
I didnt to cry in front of him
Thats a I couldnt win

And youve got to let go
Sometimes youre lose
You try to choose your
But they choose you

Soldiers holding our
Shots ringing out, and the men going
We caught in harms way
Way too far home
Well its not about or the headline story
Not for the country, or Old Glory
At times like that, trying to bring each other back home
I ran over to my friend
I tried to the life inside of him

Mm, hm... I

Thats a I couldnt win
a fight I couldnt win